Ghost

A slim starved body

Rises to vast extents

This wrinkled tactful skin

From the head to the tip of the toe

Impeccable in nature and appearance

Pours in everlasting seven seas

The revolting ghost stirs through salvation

Lives on and studies the living

Darkness

Anonymous

Here

Bygone

Forever and now

When will I become

Darkness devours the bones of the descendant

They forgot to call the name of the lord

As the shadow discovered them

And turned them to beings

Characters failed in words of fury

He is deep

He afflicts

The ghost is me

The ghost is me

He expects men to adopt the spirit

To cry anxiously

To mark death with a cross

To stir through salvation

Salvation